BURNING FOR THE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

Man, there ain't nothin' like that buzz of four on the floor. It gets your blood pumpin'. You mash those pedals, and that engine just roars to life. The beat is locked in like a prison cell, and you're the key. It reminds you to a simpler time, when the music was unadulterated, and you could just feel the groove. Some folks say it's all about